For God does not show favoritism. Romans 2:11 (NLT)
I haven’t traveled much in the past couple of years. This last weekend I made a 350 mile round trip; just me, alone, in the car. I was great fun. It reminded me of all the times when as a twenty-something, I would hop in the car to go visit friends. In those youthful days, no weather report, no bank balance, no thought of tire tread crossed my mind.
Over the years I’ve had a number of different cars. Most were compact, inexpensive and used. I’ve been blessed, truly blessed, with reliable cars. Even though they were not elegant, they ran reliably, for the most part. All through college, God blessed me with cars that worked.
Now, I’m married to a guy who is particular about his cars. I drive one of his cars; which is nice for me. I provide the gas and that’s about it. When we met, I had a rusty Chevy. It was ugly but it got me where I was going. For me, unlike my hubby, that is all a car has to do; reliably get me where I’m going. If it’s posh, that’s a bonus. If it runs, that’s enough.
As I was driving down the interstate the other day, I noticed the cars around me. I was in my small, 5-speed, zooming along. I passed or was passed by BMWs, a Ferrari, a Jaguar, a Corvette, a 1957 pink Chevy, a dirty old Ford pickup, a car with duct tape holding the bumper on, one with a bungee cord holding the trunk shut and a couple with red tape covering the brake lights.
The cars I passed varied wildly in value. Each had a different aesthetic. They had one thing in common; each one was moving toward a destination. The expensive, beautiful cars were doing the same thing the jury-rigged cars were doing—the same exact thing. Regardless of individual car, each of us was headed in the same direction, along the same stretch of road.
As I looked at the cars around me, a hot twinge of guilt stung my heart. I began to understand why I, the one who never looks at the cars around me, was noticing every car that passed. I’m guilty of summing people up rather quickly; whether the person is a “Corvette”, a “dirty old pickup” or one that is “barely held together with duct tape.” God was trying to get my attention. I thought of this passage in Romans and the one in Galatians 3:28. I like The Message’s paraphrase of Romans 2:
If you go against the grain, you get splinters, regardless of which neighborhood you’re from,
what your parents taught you, what schools you attended.
But if you embrace the way God does things, there are wonderful payoffs,
again without regard to where you are from or how you were brought up.
Being a Jew won’t give you an automatic stamp of approval.
God pays no attention to what others say (or what you think) about you.
He makes up his own mind. Romans 2:9-11 (MSG)
Ouch! I began to think of how each person is the same in God’s eyes. I make a lot of assumptions, assessments and conclusions when really we are all moving down the same road.
God’s grace and mercy are truly amazing! A holy God chooses and seeks out those who are sinful and rebellious. He offers a way of redemption. The salvation He offers cost Him His Son. That offer is open to anyone who will accept it. Once received, God looks at each of us in the same way.
May I be more like Him!
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